Hi all! So this is a Sasu/Naru YAOI fanfic. There will be multiple chapters! There will be angst! There will be proud Uchihas that will tick you off to no end! Oh my!

Word of warning, I am posting these two chapters while stupidly tired and still finding it to be a good idea to post this stuff after reading through it only once. So that being said, please let me know if you see any errors and where!

WARNING: Male on Male situations, YAOI, Guys loving up on each other. Not your thing? BACK BUTTON PLEASE!

To the rest: Thanks soo much for reading! Looking forward to reading your reviews! ~Hugs all around~


Lookout Pointe

Chapter 1: So it begins...at the end

Sasuke sat on one of the large boulders comprising the jetties of the small Florida town. The water crashed against the lower stones, spraying salty mist into the air and giving the pale man a reprieve from the still scorching air of the late afternoon. The sun was beginning its descent behind the horizon, the blur of pinks, oranges, purples, and yellows enhanced by their reflections on the water's surface.

Most of the tourists had left for the day, moving towards the restaurants and bars to gain back the water they lost from their day out in the sun. The white sand of the beach beside the jetty almost luminescent in the increasing darkness. The sight was breathtaking.

Sasuke hated the beach.

He hated the filthy layer of sweat and sunscreen that constantly encompassed his sensitive skin. He hated the foul smelling water as it unrelentingly managed to splash him in some way, even when he wasn't even near the damn liquid.

He hated how the sand clung to his skin the moment a miniscule amount of moisture landed on him. He also hated how there wasn't anything to use—short of a fire hose—to get the damn dirt off once it got on.

He hated the thought of all the debris that lay hidden underneath the water and sand, a direct result of people's laziness. He hated the foreign diseases that those objects could contain. A disease that could not be avoided due to its concealment by the very material he had to walk on. One wrong step could result in an incoming dose of tetanus.

He hated the loud tourists with their loud music, and their constant yelling. He hated that they were mostly the cause of that damn debris that will inevitably give him tetanus. He hated how they smoked in public, uncaring that they are risking the health of those around them.

He hated how they thought it was a great idea to have an increasing amount of alcohol consumption, which always resulted in making countless mistakes.

Mistakes that couldn't be repaired. Mistakes that couldn't be forgotten.

Mistakes that would change his life forever. Mistakes that changed the way he saw his best friend.

Mistakes that ultimately led to finding the love of his life...and then destroying his love's heart shortly after.

Sasuke clenched his teeth together and gripped the fabric of his board shorts as regret and anxiety twisted in his gut.

All of the events that led to the catastrophe of everything he thought he knew—about his friends, family, and himself—originated here...at this fucking beach.

So yeah, Sasuke definitely hated the beach.

He only hoped there was a way that he could fix the mistakes he had made.

Sasuke had done all he could do. It was up to Naruto now.

So he continued to sit there, as he had done for the last five hours. His ass was past the point of pain finishing the stage of becoming completely numb now. His skin was tight from the earlier rays of the sun, and the exposed derma was now growing cold, despite how obviously hot it still was outside.

Sasuke's mind was spinning as thoughts of what happened and what he could have done to stop it...what he should have done.

But that was in the past. He couldn't change what happened. He could only hope. Hope that Naruto will listen to the voicemail Sasuke had left him earlier that week. He would hope that his best friend would listen to it and do what Sasuke was so desperately hoping he would do. Sasuke could remember each inflection of his normally stoic voice as he tried to get out what he was trying to say. The words had not been as clear and steady in his voice as they normally were. There hadn't been anything he could do about it though, he had been focusing so hard at the time and still his damn body to wouldn't stop shaking.

"Naruto...Look I know I fucked up, I know I did. I know I can't get past my pride to show you just how much you...just how god damn much you...fuck! I can't tell this to you over a voicemail. That's the cheap and cowardly way. That's not how the two of us do things. Right, dobe?"

Sasuke cleared his throat and continued. "Naruto...I...I know that even you probably won't forgive me for what I did. I wouldn't forgive me if I were in your shoes.

But if you do forgive me, if you want...to finally settle this. If you want to have what I couldn't bring myself to accept...

"Then meet me at Lookout Pointe. I'll be there until Saturday."

Sasuke had left the voicemail on Naruto's cell phone on Monday morning on his way to airport. He arrived in Florida a few hours later. He dropped off his things at the hotel room he bought for the week and then went to the spot Naruto would go.

It was their spot after all.

He arrived Monday afternoon.

It was now Friday night.

"You aren't coming...are you?" Sasuke's voice was steady and low, hiding all the panic that was threatening to spill out of his chest at any moment.

"Naruto..."


~dun, dun duuuun~

I have done what I like to call "Quentin Tarantino"ing a fic. Which means I gave you guys a little teaser of what is to come. Next chapter gives us a bit of the back story.

Thanks again for reading and please be kind, say what's on your mind XD (review!)

~Shini :)